Seven Queens

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Ji Moyi's murderous intent locked the Ji clan king firmly, and the long sword gathered by the fire spirit in his hand cut through the void, and stabbed at the Ji clan king's Adam's apple with absolute determination, tears fell down his cheeks, but the killing intent did not hesitate.

Just when the tip of the sword was an inch away from the blade, suddenly the hairs stood on end with vigilance, he tapped his toes and immediately left the spot, the tip of the sword also deviated an inch, the King of the Ji Clan dodged intentionally, but there was still a bloodstain on his face.

It was the blue-rank master Mufa who shot. After Mufa rescued the Ji Clan King with one blow, ripples appeared behind him and disappeared into the void. He reappeared in front of Ji Moyi, holding a long sword in his right hand to lock Ji Moyi's breath.

Ji Moyi was a master of the green rank, while Mu Xu had already been a master of the blue rank. Ji Moyi had no chance of winning in the face of Mu Xu, so he swung the long sword gathered by the spirit of fire in his hand for the final struggle.

Footsteps sounded densely and neatly. The guards of the Qingchuan army in armor pressed the handle of the knife in their waist and held a burning torch and entered, illuminating the side courtyard like daytime. After the soldiers stood still, they slowly separated. Soldiers flocked to appear in the courtyard.

He was almost sent to Huangquan Road by his son who he had carefully cultivated. The face of the king of the Ji clan was ashen, and the air around him was frozen by the anger of the king of the Ji clan.

In just two moves, Ji Moyi was forced by Clover to dissipate the spiritual power accumulated in his body, and the blade pointed directly at Ji Moyi's chest, making Ji Moyi dare not move. Ji Huazhen walked up to the king of the Ji clan, Holding the letter written by Xu Yan himself, he knelt down on one knee facing the king of the Ji clan.

Even though Ji Huazhen was kneeling in front of the king of the Ji clan, his gestures were still noble and domineering, and his voice was cold and painful: "Grandfather, the body of Xu Yan, the leader of the third uncle's advisor, was found half an hour ago, and then This letter was sent to the Zhennan Mansion, and the letter described in detail the plan of the third uncle today, and Zhen'er arrived just in time to prevent the third uncle from making a big mistake."

The king of the Ji clan accepted the letter presented by Ji Huazhen, and the more he looked at it, the more his hands and feet became colder. The letter not only stated Ji Moyi's plan for rebellion today, but also the history of Ji Moyi's peddling of officials over the past century. Iron evidence, the spiritual energy in the body is faintly condensed, and the effect of the drug has dissipated.

The letter full of Ji Moyi's crimes was cremated into ashes at the fingertips of the king of the Ji clan. He looked at Ji Moyi who regretted not exterminating Xu Yan, and said in a distressed voice: "Today, Ji Moyi will be abolished as the son of the family and imprisoned." The prison is waiting to be released."

There is a cold star in the eyes of the king of the Ji family, and his every move is a touch of majesty. Ji Huazhen has never been ordered, and still kneels on one knee in a respectful posture. The slightly humble posture cannot conceal Ji Huazhen's inherent indifference. Domineering, although the Ji family is big, no one is more suitable to take over the throne than Ji Huazhen.

The king of the Ji family took a step forward to support Ji Huazhen with both hands. His brows seemed to have aged a little because of Ji Moyi's betrayal, and his majestic voice resounded: "Pass down the royal decree of the clan and declare it to the world. The daughter of the clan, Huazhen, is filial and benevolent. Smart and agile, he can be regarded as the model of Qingchuan County, and from then on, according to God's will, His Royal Highness Ji Huazhen of Qingchuan is made a grandson!"

The palace was full of turmoil, and following Ji Huazhen's order outside the palace, there was never a moment of peace. The dead men who were ambushing around the palace to meet Ji Moyi knelt down in front of the palace, waiting for the king of Ji to be released.

In front of the Clan King's Mansion, a carriage stood quietly amidst the hustle and bustle. The person in the car was holding His Royal Highness Qingchuan's personal badge, and no one bothered. Ever since Ji Huazhen entered the Clan King's Mansion, Xuanyuan Su sat quietly on the brocade bench without moving a single bit. Worried about Ji Huazhen's safety, she frowned slightly.

The general Hou Jing pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and walked with dragon and tiger steps while walking. Behind him were two generals of the green rank, both of whom had serious faces, raised their murderous aura, and Hou Jing's voice resounded loudly: "Follow the royal order of the family, the rebels, punish them!" Three clans!"

After all, murdering father by son is a scandal of the Ji family. The dead men kneeling in front of the palace of the clan were dragged away by the soldiers and executed elsewhere.

Ji Huazhen saw off the guests for the king of the Ji family. When his eyes fell on the carriage parked in the corner, a gorgeous smile appeared on his lips, and his heart was filled with sweetness. When Shennong boarded the carriage and drove away, he couldn't wait to run towards the carriage. go.

The car curtain was lifted, and through the light from the Ye Mingzhu, Xuanyuan Su's eyes could be seen to be worried, Ji Huazhen's heart warmed up, and it was inexplicably intoxicated by the concern of his sweetheart.

Xuanyuan Su got up, the worry in his stern eyebrows melted away, and he gently held Ji Huazhen's slightly cool fingers into his hand, holding Ji Huazhen's hand, and the two sat side by side. Ji Huazhen sent an order: "Go back to Zhennan Mansion .”

The carriage turned slowly, and Ji Huazhen leaned on Xuanyuan Su's shoulder to greedily inhale Xuanyuan Su's unique cold fragrance, lightly bit Xuanyuan Su's reddened ear tips, and said in a cool and sweet voice, "Su'er worried about me?"

Xuanyuan Su's waist was tightened, and Xuanyuan Su planted a kiss on Ji Huazhen's cheek, his voice was as touching as ice and jade: "Yes, I am worried about you."

Ji Huazhen sneaked into Xuanyuan Su's arms, and the centuries-old battle finally settled. Ji Huazhen's voice was full of uncontrollable joy: "Su'er, my grandfather just passed down the royal decree of the clan, making me his grandson, third uncle Abandoned, imprisoned in the sky prison and waiting to be released." A moment later, the voice was dull, and he tightly held Xuanyuan Su's soft and smooth fingertips like suet jade: "Su'er, are you leaving me?"

Xuanyuan Su's left fingertips gently slid over Ji Huazhen's shawl and long hair, gently comforting her, and her words were as soft and warm as possible: "Today I received a report from the Jingnan Army that the right general Chunfeng was addicted to alcohol in the army, and was arrested by twelve Uncle is sent to the military prison, Uncle Twelfth has already started, I plan to rush back to the Jingnan Army tomorrow."

Already accustomed to facing Xuanyuan Su day and night, without her, how could she be happy? Ji Huazhen felt sore and depressed in Yue Mingxi's arms and stopped talking. Sensing Ji Huazhen's displeasure, Xuanyuan Su rubbed Ji Huazhen's wrinkles with her fingertips. With raised eyebrows, he blurted out: "I will accompany you all day tomorrow, and I will return to the Jingnan Army early in the morning."

General You is still in prison, and there are [-] sons Xuanyuan Yin in the Jingnan Army who are staring at him. Ji Huazhen knows that he can't keep Xuanyuan Su willful at this moment, and doesn't want Xuanyuan Su to feel worried, so he said again, "Tomorrow Su Accompany me to a place to meet the two most important people in my life."

Xuanyuan Su's voice was full of tenderness, and he made a solemn promise in Ji Huazhen's ear: "Huazhen, wait for me, I will marry you." Ji Huazhen obediently nodded and wrapped herself around Xuanyuan Su's body, her voice full It was Shenzui: "Su'er, I will only be your wife in this life."

The royal decree of the King of the Ji Clan spread throughout the streets and alleys of Ji City overnight. Ji Moyi's rebellion was related to the face of the Ji Clan. The youngest successor, from the next day, countless people came to visit His Royal Highness Qingchuan, but they were all turned away. His Royal Highness Qingchuan left the mansion early in the morning and has not yet returned.

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Today, the sun is rare and warm, and His Highness Qingchuan, who is raging in Jicheng, stays away from the hustle and bustle of Jicheng. He holds Xuanyuan Su's hand and sits on a brocade bench. Among the blue-rank masters, Mu Xu, was accompanied by only Dong Xue and a few other young-rank cronies.

The highest peak on the West Mountain is like the spine of a giant dragon, broad and majestic. The ground under your feet is covered with a layer of bluestone slabs. When you step on the nine steps, the wind blows, and the clothes are automatic without wind. A pillar stands horizontally in the air, " The three characters "Tomb of the Clan King" reveal desolation and give people a sense of grandeur.

The tomb of the clan king is a wide square, with tall tombstones standing on the left and right sides. The tombstones are engraved with the surnames and life stories of the clan kings buried in the cemetery. There is no mediocrity.

The bluestone slabs were wiped spotless, and the words engraved on the tombstones were murderous and solemn, which was not to be underestimated. Ji Huazhen and Xuanyuan Su walked side by side, and Ningfeng accompanied them with incense sticks in their hands. Zhen Jie sincerely bowed down to pay homage to the kings of the past dynasties who were buried in the tombstones and could deserve the words of wisdom and martial arts.

It took two quarters of an hour to sacrifice the tombstones one by one. Ji Huazhen clasped Xuanyuan Su's ten fingers tightly with her knuckles, and walked across the clan king's tomb. There is a little bit of golden light, and the west mountain is heavily guarded. Except for the three of Xuanyuan Su and the alfalfa hiding in the dark, there are only trees and breeze as companions. Prominent person.

Passing through the top of the mountain and walking for about an incense stick, there are two marble tombstones juxtaposed in front of the mountain. In front of the tombstone is a cypress tree planted by Ji Huazhen himself. After a hundred years, it has grown into a towering tree, majestic and majestic. Stand tall and straight.

The two tombstones are attached to each other. The characters on the tombstone are engraved with father Ji Moqing and mother Shen Nong. .

When Ji Huazhen's parents both died, it was just the golden hairpin's year. Since then, she was alone until she fell in love with Xuanyuan Su. Xuanyuan Su was the only one in her heart who tried her best to protect her.

Ji Huazhen's heart ached from the tightly clenched fingers, and Xuanyuan Su's heart was stabbed. He couldn't help but pull Ji Huazhen into his arms, and softly sobbed from his arms. Xuanyuan Su's slender fingers gently wiped Ji Huazhen away. Zhen's tears, gentle comfort: "Hua Zhen, I will be with you life and death, even if one day the sea changes, I will always be by your side, never leave!"

The black eyes shining like jewels looked directly at the tombstone, let go of Ji Huazhen's hand and knelt on the bluestone board without hesitation, and the voice of ice and jade clashed with firmness: "Uncle, aunt, I am with Huazhen." As a woman, but love each other wholeheartedly, no matter the ups and downs of the future, even if the world does not tolerate the difficulties, I, Xuanyuan Su, swear, I will marry Ji Huazhen as my wife in this life, take care of her, love her for the rest of my life, if I break my vow,